Twister

One thing I learned during my teaching years is that sometimes my students just needed to take a break and get their wiggles out.  I remember standing at my white board going over something very exciting like prepositional phrases, and I would glance out into my class of sixth graders to see their eyes glazed over or slumped down into their seats.  They were bored out of their gourds (what does this mean anyway?).  I knew if I didn't do something quick I would lose them all together.  So I would do things like make them stand up and do jumping jacks.  Or we'd play musical chairs.  Or I'd play a song on my CD player and let them dance.  And by golly if they didn't sit back down ready to pay attention and learn something!

Fast forward to me being a full-time stay-at-home mom.  Sometimes my kids have that same glazed over look.  Maybe it's a day when I've done nothing but bark out orders.  Or when I've let them have a little too much TV time.  Or, like yesterday, when it was barely 20 degrees outside so we were stuck indoors all day.  They needed to seriously get some wiggles out!  Then I remembered our Twister game on the top shelf of the closet.  Perfect.  We shoved some furniture out of the way, spread out the familiar plastic polka-dot sheet and got busy.  Once we started playing I quickly realized two things:  1.  I am not in as good of shape as I thought I was (this might be where yoga could come in handy).  2.  We were having so much fun! There was a lot of laughter and by the time we were done, we had all worked our wiggles out.

 Lucas had fun trying to figure out how to play.  Most of the time he just rolled around all over the mat squealing with glee.

 Getting started on round 546.

  Mommy loses, Hannah wins.

 Leah getting her spin on.

 Hannah and Me

My awesome Twister crew.

Daddy played too, but he volunteered to take some pics for us.

So, thanks Mikey!